" ...and now it's time to...
...KICK OUT THE JAMS, MOTHERF*CKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
(you either get that or you don't)
(For any musicians out there, this video is equipmant porn. That's one hell of a pile of Marshall tube amps, and some pretty looking old drums)
I can't do adequate justice to a description of how important this record is to rock n' roll, but my acquisition of it does involve a good thrift story.
There's a store near my house that specializes in mid-century Danish modern furnishings. It's not a thrift store, it's a proper antique shop. The prices are very high, but the things they sell are works of beauty in perfect condition. It's almost like a museum. It's nice to stop in occasionally to see what they've unearthed, and if I ever build that white cube of a house in New Canaan Connecticut, I'll know where to buy that $8000 Herman Miller sofa to put in it.
One day I happened to dig through thier little collection of records. They were spectacular, one after another, and rare as hell. Every impossible to find jazz record, in like new condition, with the price tags to match. And then this glorious nugget finds me; price: $4.00
This live record by the legendary and short lived MC5 from 1968 is extremely hard to find, let alone on an original press vinyl, which happened to be a radio promo copy. All nice perks. But most importantly, there are no words to describe how great this music is. Sure, I know it's all out there to be downloaded into some silly digital toy for $.99 a song, but if ever a record jumped off the needle and out through the wooden speakers in all it's deafening glory, this is the one.
I brought it to the register with the thrill of someone committing a crime in broad day light. The proprietor looked at the price tag and let out a deep, long sigh. He said "do you know how rare this record is?" I answered "yes, but the price tag..." He cut me off: "it's your lucky day. $4.20, please".
Damn, I love this record.
